harvey-dent

anonymous asked:

You did heights but what about ages? I'm new to the Codotverse, forgive me

The ages have yet to be set in stone for all the rogues, but here’s what I do know:

THE AGES (AS OF YET NOTED)

Edward Nygma is 37
Jonathan Crane is 44
Bruce Wayne is 43
Harvey Dent is 43
Lucenzo Valentino is 35
Victor Fries is 92
Basil Karlo is 119
Jervis Tetch is 36
Selina Kyle is 39
Thomas Elliot is 42

Those are the ages that I have made an actual note on. Others will fall into place as I need them to.

bruce: [gesturing to a broken bank vault door] who broke it?

[silence]

bruce: i’m not mad. i just wanna know.

selina: i did it, i broke it…

bruce: no. no, you didn’t. harley?

harley: don’t look at me, look at riddler.

eddie: what?! i didn’t break it!

harley: huh. that’s weird. how did you even know it was broken?

eddie: because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!

harley: suspicious.

eddie: no it’s not!

jon: if it matters, probably not… ivy was the last one in the bank.

ivy: liar! i don’t even need money!

jon: oh really? then why were you and harley in here earlier?

ivy: harley has an account here and i tag along sometimes. everyone knows that, crane!

selina: alright, let’s not fight. i broke it, let me pay for it, batman.

bruce: no! who broke it!

harley: [whispering] batman, two-face has been awfully quiet…

harvey: really? really?!

harley: yeah, really!

[everyone starts arguing]

bruce: [off to the side] i broke it. i threw a grenade and it ripped the door off its hinges. i predict 10 minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. good. it was getting a little chummy around here. 

CodotVerse Rogue Heights

I’ve been getting a few questions about the height of the rogues, so I figured I would just show my reference list (for artistic reference or general curiosity).

THE HEIGHTS (SHORTEST TO TALLEST)

COBBLEPOT, OSWALD - 4′11″
KYLE, SELINA - 5′3″
QUINZEL (KUENZEL), HARLEEN - 5′5″
TETCH, JERVIS - 5′5″
ZSASZ, VICTOR - 5′7″
STRANGE (SCHTURANG), HUGO - 5′9″
NYGMA, EDWARD - 5′10″
ISLEY, PAMELA - 5′11″
R’AS AL GHUL - 5′11″
FRIES, VICTOR - 5′11″
DENT, HARVEY - 6′0″
THE JOKER - 6′1″
BOLTON, LYLE - 6′2″
LUTHOR, ALEXANDER - 6′2″
ELLIOT, THOMAS - 6′2″
CRANE, JONATHAN - 6′3″
VALENTINO, LUCENZO - 6′5″
FRIES, VICTOR (ARMOURED) - 6′5″
JONES, WAYLON - 6′6″
KARLO, BASIL - 7′2″

WAYNE, BRUCE - 6′2″

I’ll be sure to update this as new rogues enter the fray.

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gotham villains | mental disorders (insp.)

↳ jerome valeska aka the joker. —sociopath as a symptom of narcissistic personality disorder (npd). 
↳ jonathan crane aka scarecrow. —phobia as a type of anxiety disorder.
↳ tabitha galavan aka tigress. —sadistic personality disorder (spd).
↳ harvey dent aka two face. —split personality or dissociative identity disorder (did).
↳ edward nygma aka the riddler. —obsessive–compulsive disorder (ocd).
↳ oswald cobblepot aka the penguin. —napoleon complex.
↳ victor zsasz aka zsasz —cold-blooded as a symptom of antisocial personality disorder (aspd).
↳ ivy “pamela” pepper aka poison ivy —manipulative as a symptom of histrionic personality disorder (hpd).
↳ nathaniel barnes aka the executioner. —intermittent explosive disorder (ied).
↳ jervis tetch aka mad hatter. —paranoid schizophrenia or schizophrenia, paranoid type (spt).

two-face: crane threw a hotdog at batman to get away last night

riddler: please tell me that’s true and that you got it on camera

scarecrow: y'all’d’ve done the same if you were me. yain’t been put in that situation so you can’t pass judgement

two-face:

riddler:

two-face: what the fuck

riddler: i don’t know what that was but it wasn’t english

So my co-worker and I just came up with the best idea for a series of stories/comics.

Harvey Dent is mostly rehabilitated and starts practising law again.

And what he does, right, is he starts defending all the little guys that get caught up in the super villains bigger schemes, or helps out the villains that are trying to do a better job or can’t afford to defend themselves. Like, can you just imagine?

  • Some minor criminal gets tricked into playing the patsy for a bigger villain. Harvey helps them out.
  • Harvey wears a mask in court, (like in Batman Telltale ep. 3 if he’s Two Face) but when he really wants to intimidate the opposition, he’ll take it off and go full Two Face for a bit. You really know you’re in trouble when he pulls out the coin.
  • Any time one of the big bads drugs an entire chunk of the population, and there’s suddenly dozens of people committing minor crimes even though they didn’t necessarily want to, Harvey Dent is there to represent every single one of them.
  • One of the other villains that’s trying to redeem themselves, like Harley or something, needs legal help; doesn’t want to end up in Arkham again or is just plain having a hard time; Harvey is there to help.
  • The other lawyers absolutely fucking hate him now, because he’s still mostly doing it to help out. Sometimes he doesn’t even take payment for cases.
  • At some stage Batman needs legal representation and comes knocking on Harvey’s door, and at first Harvey is just really confused, but then he goes along with it.

Okay. We have additions because it’s slow at work today and we keep coming up with ideas.

  • When Harvey first starts out no-one wants to hire him because he’s Two Face, and he has to work really hard to move past that.
  • There’s still so much corruption in the legal system and no-one wants Harvey to win cases, so he actually has a really bad record of losing.
  • But sometimes Wayne Enterprises steps in to pay bail or something.
  • And Harvey doesn’t give up, even though it’s really tempting and sometimes the failures make his own battle even harder.
  • Some of the big villains (Black Mask, Joker…) start coming after Harvey because his work means that more of their mooks are turning in evidence against them, or getting out of a life of crime etc. But others are totally fine with it because they know they might need his help some day.
  • Harvey has to defend Red Hood and the Outlaws. It is a mess.
  • This ties in to Harley’s redemption arc as well. After he defends her they become really good friends and regularly help each other out for free.
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I finally finished these!! I’ve spent the past week working on several things at once, but finally got my drawing project done~ Out of desire to re-design outfits for some of the Gotham villains, I drew them like fashion sketches (you can google what i mean) complete with modeling poses for fun~

though this took me a while, i’m very happy with how they turned out! I hope you guys enjoy my outfit designs (the only old one being Riddler’s; i’m kind of settled on it); you can click to get a better look at them! each outfit incorporates inspiration from their canon outfits combined with some sort of ‘fashion flair’ and were fun to create

(please don’t repost or use w/o permission, and leave my description; thanks!)

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District Attorney Harvey Dent: A Summary

BONUS:

Don't be so stupid

Could you do a rough kinky Jerome smut?

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I straighten the covers and place the money in my safe box under the bed. Another night of work. I laugh at my own statement. Ha! Work! All you do is take rejected men’s money for a wild time.

I haven’t been doing this long. Only a couple months, but I’ve made more money than you can believe!

I know how people look at me. I see the stares of shame. How some women cross the street trying to get as far away from me as possible like they might catch something.

They wouldn’t. I don’t let any man go there. Only one man has ever taken me there. Only one man I will ever let go beyond the methods I use on other men. No one has touched me since the day he was murdered.

As I scrub the filth away from my body I think back to how Jerome took me. He had different ways of making me feel head over heels. Some nights he would take me hard and rough where the bed would get close to breaking, than other nights when he was feeling love sick he would worship me. He would thrust passionately kissing my body and telling me how beautiful I am.

I step out of the shower leaving the painful memories behind. I wrap a towel around my body and go down to the kitchen to make a drink. I get out the ingredients for a rock hard drink but then a knock on the door interrupts me.

I sigh and open it to see a man with cash in hand. He raises his brow and pushes past me. Is this really my life? He throws the money at me and sits on the sofa.

I walk over to him and set the cash on the hood in his trousers. “It’s late.” I say and make my way to the door to open it for him. He laughs and throws the cash at me with force. “Suck it whore.” This man was clearly drunk and out of his mind to think he can talk to me like that.

Though financial worries enter my brain. I need the money. I need it to get away from here. I sigh and rest on my knees giving the man what he paid for.

Once done I stand up quickly and feel like I should rinse my mouth out with bleach. Just then another knock rings out. A loud one. One of demand.

I move to open the door. “I can see why you’re so popular dollface.” I grasp the handle hard and turn to him with a displeased expression. “Don’t-” “CALL HER THAT!” A screaming voice beats me to it. I know that voice.

I open the door thinking I’m crazy. I’m hearing voices again. I swing open the door to see him. “J-Jer-” he places his finger against my lips and strides into the room seeing the man. He turns to me with fire in his eyes. “Did he touch you?” I shake my head gripping my towel closer to my body scared.

Jerome comes closer and I take in his appearance. Staples? I have to say it’s not his worst look.

The man on the couch scoffs. “No. She never lets anyone get in there. To stubborn. I’ve got to say she makes up for it man. Come here and sit. She does magic.” Jerome laughs. “Oh I know. She’ll ride me like a good girl any day.” The man once again scoffs. “Ha sure! She’s not gonna let some random person in there!” The man laughs.

Jerome turns to him with a smirk. “Oh I’m not a stranger. I was her first isn’t that right darling?” He asks lifting my chin up. “Well go on baby girl. Tell him how I’m the only one who’s ever touched your pussy.” Jerome moves me in front of the man and grips my hips. “He’s the only man to ever touch my pussy.” I say feeling Jerome move his hand beyond the towel and run his fingers over the skin of my hip. I shiver under his touch missing him exceedingly.

The man on the couch slaps his knee with a jealous expression. “Oh man! Lucky you! You’re okay with her doing this though? That’s what I call a working relationship!” Jerome’s hand goes further and slips between my wet folds. He circles my clit with pressure making my body lean into his. Jerome laughs and removes his hand. Instead he lifts up the back of the towel and grips my ass. “Actually no. You see I’ve been gone for a while. This is news to me. I find this…humiliating, and revolting.” Jerome then fiddled with his own trousers and releases himself. I feel him from behind as he starts to rub his head across my wet folds. The man on the couch just stares as if he’s in heaven.

Jerome laughs. “My my my doll. You really haven’t let anyone touch you. So tight I can even thrust into you, but as for you…enjoying the snow?” Jerome thrusts hard entering me. Filling me up like he use to. I arch back into him wanting more. Needing more. The man on the couch looks at me and nods his head.

Jerome laughs and pulls out a gun. He places the barrel to my head as he continues to thrust into me pulling my hair back. “Should I shoot you? Hm? Do you deserve to live knowing the things you’ve done? You dirty whore. Who do you belong to?” “You. You Jerome!” I moan out enjoying the blissful pleasure he’s bestowing upon me. “That’s right doll! I want you to do so for me okay?” Jerome whispers in my ear. “Shoot him.” Jerome says placing the gun in my hand.

I aim the barrel at him and pull the trigger with a rush enveloping me. The mans blood splatters on the wall and he falls completely limp. Jerome growls and rips the towel away turning me around. “You’re in so much trouble.” He says and pushes me against the wall hiking me up and thrusting into me hard and fast. I place my arms around him moaning his name over and over again. “Say it again doll. Scream it.” He says and moves his hand to rub my clit. I toss my head back against the wall in pure pleasure. “Jerome!” I moan out.

He moves to sit on the couch next to the dead man still spilling blood. “What do you say princess? You wanna ride me?” I nod eagerly and place myself above him cock and sliding down on him. Jerome grips my hips as I bouch on his cock making us both feel pleasures we haven’t had for a year.

Jerome rubs his fingers against the blood on the man’s wound and covers his hand in the thick red liquid. He proceeds to trail his hand down my body making a line from my breast, to my stomach, and right above my crotch. “Ah you’re such a good girl. You’re going to cum aren’t you? Go on doll. Cum for me.” I do as he says and release on him and seconds he fills me up with his own cum.

Jerome moves my hair out of the way and kisses me. “You’re mine. Don’t be so stupid to think otherwise. No other man looks at you. Ever! Understood?” He caresses my cheek with a smile. “Yes J.” He laughs and picks me up. “Then why don’t we make up for lost time? Sound good?” I smile and kiss his nose. “Sounds perfect.”

Originally posted by bonelotus